I'Ve Been Used and Asbused
He bought me while in the drug store
I was wrapped up with four others
I had my own paper wrapper
With red stars, just like my brothers
When outside, he opened the pack
Pinched my bottom and pulled me out
My wrapper he stuck in his pants
At that point, my fate was in doubt
Then he tossed me into his mouth
And that was when all hell broke loose
As he chomped me all out of shape
His chewing then brought on the juice
This continued for an hour
It was a century to me
Then he put me in my wrapper
shaped like a ball; wet as can be
Now since he’d had his way with me
He just tossed me out of the car
Now I’m lying in the gutter
Stuck to my wrapper with red stars
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